I wish I could fulfill the fantasies I have about you. What a wild ride it would be. I often wonder if you like to be the one in charge, or if you’d give me the position of power. I think of all the stolen glances, times I’ve caught you looking my way and vise versa, and can’t help but ask myself if my thoughts are reciprocated. Do you think of me? Do you wonder how hot the passion would be between us? Even just a night of fun with you. I know it’s dumb, but when we talk I get this giddy feeling in my stomach, like a school girl with a crush. I just wish you’d send me a signal, a sign, something to let me know I’m not dreaming.
